Thursday, 9 October 2008

Never Mind the Anguish, Look At My Bra


Sunshine yellow to lift my mood as well as my bosoms.

Nuts to my heartfelt and angst-fuelled metaphorical ramblings. Tits. That's where it's at.

11 comments:

William J. Lepetomane said...

Well hello girls...

Helga Hansen said...

Knickers.

Oh, sorry! That's a reference to the fact that a woman can change her mind as often as she changes her knickers. Here's hoping you find what you're missing...

Angela-la-la said...

And quite lovely, voluptuous tits they are too.

How dare you try to talk any sense or sensibility whilst those puppies sit on your heart?!

Women! Know your place!

unique_stephen said...

Gaze

drawn

in

A.B. said...

When in doubt, pull out the "girls", I agree.

:-)

Baby said...

Nothing like pretty lingerie to bring some cheer and brightness to the day :)

Jackie Adshead said...

From an artists point of view - the yellow looks lovely against the blue of what looks like messed up sheets behind - very provocatively erotic!

But..... I hope you find what it is that you've lost, I get the feeling it has a lot more worth than a lost biro. I hope it returns to you at some point.

Anonymous said...

Bless you hon--whatever you encase those beauties in they're marvelously magnificent--oh my yesireee!

Loves and hugs
Beau

Luka said...

William J. Lepetomane - Hello! Would you like another schnitzengruben?

Helga - Thank you. I shall keep looking.

Angela-la-la - heh. Well, they do give me time to think of something clever to say while they divert attention elsewhere.

Unique Stephen - and it's like they follow you round the room, too.

A.B. - it usually works.

Baby - it certainly doesn't hurt.

Jackie - thank you, perceptive as always :)

Beau - thank you kindly.

Riff Dog said...

Now that is a fabulous view! It's not just your mood and bosoms getting a lift here!

Luka said...

Riff Dog - Thank you, I do try to be uplifting from time to time.